Thirteen
hours. Thirty-eight holes. Another loooong day…
I worked the
US Amateur Championship sectional qualifier Moday at Santa Rosa Golf Club
yesterday.
Last year, however, I could only stay for the first round. This time, like the US Open qualifier at Lake
Merced, I was there for the duration.
Rules wise,
it wasn’t a terribly busy day. There
were a number of typical relief situations from cart paths, ground under
repair, and embedded balls, including one double drop, but nothing
unusual. Hazards and out of bounds don't come
in to play much at SRGC, except for on the outer borders of the course There was one
interesting situation where a player was a foot from OB and a yard from a lateral
hazard, and chose to take an unplayable lie because he couldn’t take a stance
without running afoul of the barbed wire fence demarking the OB. The TO's later had an good discussion about what would have happened if the player had hit a provisional, and the ball was not found, but it wasn't certain whether it went into the hazard or out of bounds.
From a
competitive standpoint, the finish was compelling. Three players and two alternates were to be
chosen. One player was in at
137 and four at 140, meaning those four would play off for the remaining two spots and
the alternate positions. With darkness
looming, the players gathered at the first tee.
Four nervous
tee shots were hit—Player A snap hooks left, B, C, and D wide right. B is in the fairway, barely. A punched out to the right greenside
bunker. D hit a beautiful shot over the
trees to about fifteen feet right behind the flagstick. C didn’t have a direct shot because of a
bush, and punched to the green short and left.
B hit from the fairway to the green about thirty feet left.
Both A and C
hit their third shots to about 20 feet short of the hole. B left his first putt five feet short. Advantage D, awaiting his putt for
birdie. But wait… A missed, and tapped in for bogey. But Player C, who another official said had
made everything, drilled his twenty footer for par. Pressure had changed jerseys.
Player D,
who had been starting to look a little jumpy, knocked his birdie putt six feet
by, and his par effort lipped all the way around and came out right back at him. He looked at it in shock. Bogey.
Player B calmly sank his par putt, so he and C were in the US Am. A and D headed to the ninth
hole to continue the playoff and decide who would be first alternate.
They both
drilled long tee shots, helped by some serious red-ass factor. A’s approach, off a tricky side-hill lie, was right at the hole, but about
25 feet above the hole. D hit another
wonderful approach shot, about eight feet below the hole. It was pretty obvious by now what was going to
happen. A calmly dropped his slippery
downhill birdie putt. D’s putt didn’t
have a chance, and he turned ashen.
Like I said,
classic match play. On both holes,
Player D looked to have the clear advantage, and came out on the short end. There is a golf maxim in match play—Always expect
your opponent to hit a great shot, sink a great putt. If Player D didn’t know that one before, he
certainly does now!
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